The Strongest Immortal Emperor on Earth

Jiang Chen was just about to say that he was not joking, but Lin Ruoyin hurriedly took his hand, shook his head and said, "It's really haunted!" Lin

Zhanming said with a straight face: "What Xiao Yin said is the truth.

"Since three years ago, there have been two developers and four buyers in this manor, seven or eight construction parties have died, there are contractors and ordinary workers, and three have died in the process of greening and pre-decoration!" Lin

Ruoyin added: "More than two months ago, a live broadcaster did not believe in evil and broke into the manor at night with equipment for live broadcast, and died mysteriously!"

In just three years, more than a dozen lives, the manor was named a murderous house, and everyone usually hid far away, not to mention that anyone dared to buy it and become its owner, unless they thought they had a long life.

Jiang Chen understood, no wonder it was so cheap, the reason is here!

In fact, this manor has been auctioned more than 100 times, and each time it has been unsold, and the price has dropped all the way to three million.

Even if no one cares, the auction house still doesn't give up, and every time it will be taken out for routine, and everyone will get tired of it.

Lin Zhanming saw that Jiang Chen was silent, thinking that he had listened, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that they were just halfway loosened, Jiang Chen suddenly said loudly: "I'm sure, I want it!" Everyone

was shocked, and the auctioneer was overjoyed, knocked down the gavel violently, and said loudly: "Congratulations to this Mr. Jiang for becoming the owner of the manor at a price of three million!" Lin Zhanming hurriedly said: "Mr

. Jiang think twice, you can't ask for money in that place."

Jiang Chen smiled confidently: "It's okay, I've already decided." "

Others avoid it, but I am willing to do it.

It's just a haunting, and Jiang Chen, who is the Qilin Immortal Emperor, won't take it to heart at all.

Moreover, the Book of Heaven was originally able to absorb all kinds of qi for its own use, and the ghost qi that was no different from poison in the eyes of other immortal cultivators was a treasure qi that could be turned into one's own use here in Jiang Chen.

After speaking, he took out the black card given by Lin Zhanming, and said to the staff: "Swipe the card

!" "Drop!"

Lin Zhanming and Lin Ruoyin were very disappointed, but Jiang Chen insisted on buying it, and they couldn't stop it at all.

"The transfer and other formalities will trouble Mr. Lin, and I owe you a favor. Jiang Chen said with a smile.

It stands to reason that Lin Zhanming should be overjoyed.

Human favor is greater than the sky, not to mention that this is the human favor of the Qilin Immortal Emperor!

But he was not happy at all, he would rather not have such a favor, and said with a wry smile: "What kind of favor is not human, you are polite, I will arrange someone to do it immediately, and I guarantee that it can be done in one afternoon." "

The Lin family's work efficiency is very fast, and before four o'clock in the afternoon, all the procedures have been completed.

Lin Ruoyin's expression was complicated, and she handed over the real estate certificate to Jiang Chen, and stopped talking several times.

Jiang Chen didn't explain anything to her, he glanced at it casually and put it in the drawer.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Jiang Chen finished his cultivation, changed into shoes and left the room.

Soon, he came to the door of the hotel.

"The manor in the south, no, no, it's not that I deliberately refused to take it, it's that place is so evil, who would dare to go there at night!"

The taxi driver shook his head and hands, raised the glass and stepped on the accelerator and left.

This is already the third car, and when everyone heard that it was a haunted place, they all chose to refuse.

Jiang Chen shrugged his shoulders and was about to turn around and go to the hotel lobby and ask them to send a driver, another taxi stopped next to him, and the driver poked his head out and said, "Go to the south, get in the car!"

He saw Jiang Chen's puzzled look and added: "However, you have to add money."

Jiang Chen smiled and walked over.

Before getting into the car, he glanced at the license plate with the edges slightly upturned.

Soon, the taxi drove out of the main city and continued along the straight avenue, the lights in front of it getting dim and dim.

The

driver stepped on the brakes and the car stopped on the side of the road.

"Dude, pay the fare first. He smiled very unkindly, reached under his seat with one hand, and pulled out a dagger that was more than a foot long.

Jiang Chenjian's eyebrows frowned slightly: "I want money before I get to the place, is it appropriate?" "

My car, I have the final say! Five hundred yuan, you don't even want to get out of the car if you don't get a penny." The driver's expression became more and more hideous.

Jiang Chen's face was fearless: "I'll give you a thousand, do you dare to drive the car into the manor?" "

Of course I dare, the last thing Lao Tzu is afraid of in his life is ghosts! The

driver's face was overjoyed, and he took out the collection code: "Transfer the money now, and write the taxi fare in the remarks

!" "Even if you report to the official, it's useless, I'll just say that it's the price we discussed, and you regret it afterwards, and bite back and say that I blackmailed, and no one believes you!"

Jiang Chen completed the payment by scanning the code.

The driver's face immediately bloomed with joy, and he immediately put away the dagger, and said politely: "You sit down and go!"

A few minutes later, in the antique manor, Jiang Chen got out of the car.

"What a stupid man, come to such an unclean place at night, don't kill you, I will kill anyone!"

The driver didn't care about Jiang Chen's clear hearing, he happily turned the steering wheel, turned around and prepared to leave.

After a while, the driver found that he had been spinning in place, and it was obvious that he was taking a straight road in front of him, and the gate of the manor was in front of him, but he couldn't get out.

His eyes widened, and cold sweat suddenly covered his forehead.

"Ah, who are you and how did you get here?" exclaimed

the driver, and a man appeared out of thin air in the passenger seat, a middle-aged man in a construction worker's uniform.

The man turned his head slowly, and it was a face that had been badly rotten, and its eyes were drooping, which was extremely terrifying.

"Mom, help!".